I spoke about an ice-storm, a windy avalanche, which when hit that terrain, ensured that it buried everything beneath new layers of snow. It kind of wiped out every thing living, only remained barren sheets of ice.
So, it erased life, and thwarted out a new bed for life to crop out again, on. So the new dawn, new creation is inevitable in this case, when the storm actually hits…
And, yes for new creation, necessary is destruction, for the former is only the next stage.

If you have observed avalanches and ice-storms, you must have noticed the tempest kind of erupts, explodes, accelerating force and its power to shave surroundings. When particles of ice hit your skin, they pinch you, give you frost bites, hence my expression.

Blooming unfathomable is for the storm that grows powerful, perilous beyond control.

If there is some other way, destruction can be stopped, there can be nothing better…Only, if it gets a bit too late, and the storm finally slaps our face, shoves us towards the end, can we think about new creation.